a poetry depicting pangs of hopes and prayers a poetry depicting pangs of hopes and prayers

Rain, rain, come again, I want to see the bow again, Filled with life and breeze. Rain, rain, come again, I want to see the bow again, Filled with life and ...

Oh, mother! I bow to her, Like you, in the world, no one can be. Oh, mother! I bow to her, Like you, in the world, no one can be.

Nor a day passes without Bowing my head in proud Nor a day passes without Bowing my head in proud

Because of the threat of the epidemic, Corona is everywhere. Because of the threat of the epidemic, Corona is everywhere.

How does India look like? The Prime Minister asked When first Indian astronaut was over Indian space... How does India look like? The Prime Minister asked When first Indian astronaut w...